[Game Opening, Part 4 : Mission 1 - Take Out the Bull by the Horns]

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Who: Yu, Akihiko, Kanji, Minako, Guybrush, Link (Ocarina of Time), Shinjiro, Margaret, Yosuke, Kotetsu, Barnaby, Daichi, Gentarou, Mitsuru
Where: Middle of the F1 in Taurus; Nyx's Night Club.
Summary: Taurus Sector Mission
Warnings: Drinking, Smoking, Swearing, Brothels, Naughty Persona, Implied Everything.


You might feel a little out of your league. After they took you into a room where a series of robots cleaned and dressed you up, you were all put inside a limousine together. There appears to be a lot of drinks inside, but go easy on the rum! You need to keep your wits about you soon. Your driver is one of the many men in black from the Government. You are all members of a rich family; it says so on your fake entrance cards. No need to wait in line like the other peons, oh no, you get to come in as guests of honor.

Your mission is Calculated Infiltration.

And not just anywhere, but Nyx's Night Club! The hottest nightclub, it also requires a strict dressing code. According to the Government's Task force, the source of the disturbance detected in the sector is in the lower levels. Unfortunately, it is heavily guarded and with a lot of civilians nearby, quite possibly drunk, you cannot just waltz in. First step will be locating your double agent and contact who will supply you with a password. Using your COMP system, you should be able to locate them in the large crowd that has gathered tonight. No name, and no clue or idea who they are. Simply that your audio function will register a match when you do find them.

Of course, this is Nyx's Nightclub! Like everything else here, it's got a rather shady side. The Brothel and Drug Cartel below are your true targets. Word is that one of the heads of Anoli is a honored guest, and that the bar's owner is a sympathizer.

As in every city, there is a fine line between tolerance and allowing your foes to go around as they please. Whatever they are conducting down there, it had the sirens going off. You need to find out why, exactly.


Lucky you.

As you enter the Club, music starts blaring into your ears, as lasers, lights, drinks, and people dancing in cages surround you in a visual and audio orgy. It's hard to see, but you need to stay in character, and find your contact. Once one of you does, you can proceed on.

[OOC : For now, you can start threads trying to find their contact, OR there reaction to being there. MINGLE AS A TEAM IF YOU WANT :3. As with every log like this, ONCE THEY GET TO THE LOWER LEVELS, you are free to start your own thread and have your characters stop swarm of monsters on your own. Don't forget to write your character's Persona awakening later on as well!]

Comments

[themortalhalf]

Inaba? Hadn't Minako gone to Inaba on some school thing?

"A school trip."

[get_bent]

"A school trip."

What's wrong with school trip?

"We were visitin' the school there during our vacation. Damn, what was the name of the school president again..." He almost felt bad considering he had found her pretty cute..."Brown hair, pair of glasses...I think it was Chi...Chi something."

[themortalhalf]

Now that gives him pause, and not only because he's used to hearing Mitsuru's name attatched. He searches his memory for a name.

"...Chihiro Fushimi?"

He didn't really know her, but—

[get_bent]

"That's it!" The guy would know, if he was from around there and looked about his age (or close enough anyway). "You went to the same school?"

[themortalhalf]

But if she was class president—

"Did." Not like he attended very often to begin with. He narrows his eyes. "What year is it where you're from?"

[get_bent]

Trying to intimidate Kanji with eye narrowing wasn't going to work, even if that wasn't your intention. He crossed his arms and glared right back.

"2012."

[themortalhalf]

If he had much of a sense of humor in him over these kinds of things, he might have laughed.

He knows what real punks look like. They've got eyes that don't give a shit.

But it's been that long, huh?

"How did it look?"

[get_bent]

Now he was making him uneasy about the whole thing. First he asked about the year, and then what it looks like?

"...Don't you live there?" His tone had a hint of 'you better not have been shitting me before'.

[themortalhalf]

"It was 2009 last I saw it. That's all."

[get_bent]

"Oh..." Well now he almost felt bad about getting riled up so easily. "Moved out?" Then he gave a small head tilt.

"It looked...alright? Wasn't a fan of the hotel the teacher picked out for us to stay. Truth is, I'm more used to the small town life."

[themortalhalf]

No skin off his nose. He doesn't give a damn. "Basically."

Shinjiro wouldn't mind a small town, he supposes. It'd be quiet, at least. But maybe it would be full of too much time to think. Not that such desires matter, considering. He always lived day-to-day anyway.

"What hotel? Plenty of shitty ones there."

[get_bent]

"I'll say..." Not that he meant any disrespect, but Shirakawa Boulevard wasn't something they'd find in Inuba. "Senpai's homeroom teacher picked it 'cause it was cheap and new. Seaside City Hotel I think?"

Probably known back in his time as Clamshell Inn just the Seaside City.

Yes, the teacher had rented them rooms in an ex-love hotel turned regular normal hotel. With the club and that, he had clearly experienced the very best of what the city had to offer.

[themortalhalf]

.....

Just going to stare here.

Because what?

[get_bent]

"It sucked."

OH MY GOD KANJI DON'T USE THOSE WORDS TO--oh well he was a lost cause anyway. This was the guy who thought beefcake meant cooking and meat pies of some sort.

[themortalhalf]

He just has to marvel at Inaba's school system. Gekkoukan High would have had none of that shit. And whatever strings her teacher pulled to get her students into that had to be somehow illegal.

No wonder this kid had issues. Probably had to sit his ass down on one of those vibrating water beds with shit-all for company. Not that real company would be any more pleasant. ...Or legal.

"Why the hell would your teacher stick you in a love hotel for?

[get_bent]

"Wait what?!" From his reaction he had not realized this at all. "Dude...I-I did think it was weird there was just one bed in the room, but it was just a hotel!" Idly, he scratched the back of his head.

"..She had said something 'bout it being pretty cheap..."

The answer was then: money.

[themortalhalf]

Why the hell would she have to pay for it? That's the school's business, isn't it? It's on their yen.

Maybe all she wanted to do was to be able to find bring home company and feel 'edgy' about it, like she was one of those coy, seductive broads you see in some of those action films, the ones that every male with functioning hormones falls in lust with.

He can see it being cheap, though. It is (or was, at least) one of the crappier love hotels he can name off the top of his head (not that he's ever been in one, mind you), but he has heard plenty of off-color comments about it and the gaudy state of the rooms. His imagination can fill in the blanks.

'Just a hotel' his ass.

"Cheap's only the half of it."